"Jadis, the Queen of Narnia! Empress of the Lone Islands!" a dwarf exclaimed as he walked in front of Jadis who was being carried along by her minions through the middle of camp and towards Aslan. Peter, Edmund, and Rosemary had made sure to put their horses away before they sprinted over to see what was going on.

Edmund's face was a ghostly pale and Rosemary didn't even hesitate before taking his hand in her own, their fingers interlocking while he squeezed her  hand like his life depended on it.

Susan and Lucy were by the three's side in an instant and they all looked to Edmund who was staring at the White Witch with wide eyes filled with fright. Jadis merely kept her gaze forward and on Aslan as she was set down on the ground.

She stood up and walked a few steps towards Aslan who stood tall and mighty before her. Jadis' eyes flickered over to Edmund and Rosemary gritted her teeth. Edmund was breathing heavy and his grip on Rosemary's hand had tightened ever so slightly.

"You have a traitor in your midst, Aslan," Jadis declared. There were a few gasps from the crowd and Rosemary glanced to Edmund who was looking down at his feet in embarrassment and guilt. "His offense was not against you," Aslan argued.

"Have you forgotten the laws upon which Narnia was built?" Jadis asked. "Do not cite the Deep Magic to me, Witch," Aslan growled. "I was there when it was written." "Then you'll remember well that every traitor belongs to me," Jadis told him. She looked to Edmund. "His blood is my property."

Rosemary didn't even hesitate before letting go of Edmund's hand and drawing her sword. She took a step in front of Edmund to block him from any possible blows the witch threw their way. "Try and take him," Rosemary challenged, her voice coming out in a low growl as she glared at the witch.

Jadis turned to look at the girl and titled her head slightly as she studied her. "Daughter of William," Jadis greeted. "My, my. How you've grown." Rosemary gritted her teeth. "I remember slaughtering your parents. The sight of your mother's blood that dropped from my blade. The broken pieces of stone that had made up what used to be your father. What a day that had been."

Rosemary tensed slightly at those words, but did not move an inch. Edmund looked to the girl confused, not knowing what the witch was talking about. They had never really had the chance to talk about how Rosemary was half Narnian, so he had no idea what was going on, let alone that Rosemary's parents had been in this land and been killed by the White Witch.

Jadis noticed the tenseness of the girl and smirked. "Do you really think that mere force will deny me my right. . .little Queen?" Jadis taunted. "Aslan knows that unless I have blood, as the law demands, all of Narnia will be overturned and perish in fire and water."

"That boy," Jadis said as she pointed to Edmund, "will die on the Stone Table. . .as is tradition." Rosemary took a step near the witch and had her sword up at her throat before anyone knew what was happening. The Witch's minions went to step forward and stop her, but Jadis merely waved them off and looked at the girl in amusement.

Rosemary's eyes flickered over the witch's face as she looked at her in pure fury. "Over my dead body," she growled with such fierceness that even the White Witch lost her composure for the tiniest of seconds.

Jadis smiled at the girl and lifted a hand up before touching her cheek softly. "Dear girl, your blood will soak the floor just like your mother before you and there will be nothing you can do except fall as your friend dies by my hand," Jadis whispered to her.

Rosemary gritted her teeth, but felt her eyes fill with tears. Not only was this witch bringing her parents into this, but she was threatening Edmund's life. Her Edmund.

"Rosemary," a voice whispered and she turned to see the Pevensies all staring at her wide eyes while Edmund had tears in his. She looked to the boy who seemed to be filled with panic. He wanted her to return back to his side and that much was obvious. He didn't like her being that close to the woman who had tortured and tricked him.

"Please," he whispered as he held out a hand. Rosemary stared at him for a moment before looking back at Jadis who was smirking at her. The girl brought her sword down before shoving it into the sheath at her side and spinning around on the heels of her feet. She was back over by Edmund's side in a few seconds and he instantly grabbed onto her hand while the other Pevensies stood around her protectively.

Jadis kept her eyes locked with the girl's for a moment longer before looking to Aslan. "That boy will die. You dare not refuse me," she told him. "Enough," Aslan said without a beat of hesitation. "I shall talk with you alone."

He then turned and walked into the big tent, Jadis following after him. The silence that fell among the crowd was deafening. They all stood there for a second as they tried to register what had happened and before Rosemary knew what was happening, she was being pulled into the arms of the boy that she had started to develop feelings for.

"Don't do that again," Edmund whispered as he held her tight. "You don't know what she's capable of." "She doesn't know what I'm capable of," Rosemary argued, but Edmund didn't laugh. He was still too worried about the girl before him. Rosemary could sense it and she pulled away slightly to see him biting his lip nervously.

"Just. . .please, don't do that again," he whispered brokenly. "Please." Rosemary's mouth fell open slightly before she nodded her head. "Okay," she said without hesitation. She wanted nothing more than to see that broken look disappear from Edmund's face and that one word was enough to have him sighing in relief before hugging her again.

Peter, Susan, and Lucy watched the two with small smiles before Peter clapped a hand on each of their shoulders. "Come on, you two lovebirds. Break it up," he teased making the two blush as they pulled apart. "Shut up," Rosemary retorted while Peter just smirked at her.

Rosemary rolled her eyes and turned to see that the warriors had all sat down in the grass. Knowing that the talk could take a while, the girl sat down as well, the Pevensies joining her not long after. No one dared speak as the gravity of the situation fell upon them again.

Rosemary leaned her side against Edmund and their heads rested against one another while the girl had her feet in Peter's lap. Susan say criss-cross on the ground while Lucy nervously played with the grass in front of her.

It felt like an hour passed before the curtain was thrown back and Jadis walked out. Everyone was on their feet in an instant and Edmund was back to holding on to Rosemary's hand as they awaited the outcome.

Jadis was silent as she walked out and her gaze was on Edmund before falling upon Rosemary who was glaring at her. Jadis smirked before turning away and walking over to her minions. Aslan soon walked out and the children turned to him.

"She has renounced her claim on the Son of Adam's blood," Aslan declared and Rosemary was so happy that she had turned around and jumped into Edmund's arms before anyone had started cheering.

Edmund quickly held onto her and spun her around before placing her back on the ground. She kissed his cheek before pulling away to allow the other siblings to hug the blushing boy.

"How do I know your promise will be kept?"

Rosemary froze at that, her eyes flickering over to the White Witch. What promise? She then looked to Aslan who roared out at the witch. Jadis instantly sat down in her seat and everyone began to cheer except for Rosemary who was looking at Aslan confused.

Jadis and her minions left and everyone in the camp hurried over to Edmund to congratulate him. Rosemary kept her eyes on Aslan who was looking to the ground sadly. His eyes flickered up and met the girl's. She gave him a questioning look, but he merely turned and walked away.

Rosemary knew something was up and she also knew that it had something to do with that promise Jadis was talking about. What is was, Rosemary wasn't sure, but she had a feeling she would find out soon enough.

- - -

The camp threw a small celebration that night that was not only for Edmund, but for the other Pevensies and Rosemary as well. The prophecy was finally back on track and the army had all five of their kings and queens.

The celebration was like a last hurrah before the battle that they knew would be here at any day now. In fact, there was a high chance it would be tomorrow, so the Narnians all wanted to celebrate before the battle could take place.

Rosemary had been talking to Susan and Peter while Edmund danced with Lucy when she noticed Aslan sitting on the same hill that she had been on multiple times. He was staring off into the distance with a sad look on his face and Rosemary frowned slightly before excusing herself and heading over to the lion.

Aslan was silent as she approached him and he glanced at her as she came and sat down besides him. The two sat there in silence for a moment. "Yes, child?" Aslan finally questioned. "What were my parents like?" Rosemary asked and Aslan blinked in surprise, not expecting the girl to ask that. The shock disappeared not even a second later and he sent a warm smile in her direction.

"William was one of the bravest and fiercest warriors I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. He could wield his sword with the expertise of a hundred of my warriors combined. He was loyal, kind, and a great man. I am lucky to have met him," Aslan told the girl.

"And your mother, Aspen, matched his personality perfectly. Not only was she a kind and caring person, but she had a mean swing when it came down to it," Aslan said with a chuckle. "You remind me of them both."

Rosemary smiled softly and messed with her necklace. "It sounds like I had some pretty amazing parents," she whispered out. Aslan looked to the girl who had a hint of sadness in her eyes. "They loved you very much," Aslan reminded her and Rosemary sent him a thankful smile.

Aslan watched her for a moment before looking away. "There is something more," he told her. They both knew what Rosemary was going to ask next before she had even said it.

"How did you save Edmund? What was the promise the Witch was talking about?"

Aslan smiled softly and looked to his paws. "It's not important, child," he assured her much to Rosemary's dismay. His eyes flickered over to the girl and he gave her a serious look. "You're going to be tested, Rosemary. You all are. It will be one of the hardest things you and the others have ever had to do."

Rosemary gave him a questioning look and he looked away. "But if you can make it through the hard part," Aslan said, "then everything else will work out in the end."

"I don't understand," Rosemary admitted, a look of confusion on her face. Aslan just chuckled and looked to the girl. "Go join the celebration," he told her with a warm and kind voice. Rosemary knew that the conversation was over and slowly got up before beginning to walk away.

She was only a feet feet away when she stopped and looked back at Aslan. "We're fighting them tomorrow, aren't we?" Rosemary asked. Aslan looked back to her and paused before lightly nodding his head. Rosemary gulped before taking in a deep breath and regaining her calm composure. "Goodnight, Aslan. I'll see you in the morning," she told him.

Aslan didn't answer.

- - -

The celebration lasted a while longer after her talk with Aslan, but Rosemary found herself drifting away from the group and going over to sit by one of the trees right on the outskirts of the camp so she could watch the stars.

"What are you doing?" a small voice asked about twenty minutes into her gazing and Rosemary turned to see Lucy standing there watching the girl in a confused manner. "Looking at the stars," Rosemary told her. Lucy scrunched up her nose. "Why?" She asked as if she had never heard someone suggest doing that before.

"It's calming," Rosemary told her. "There's also the fact that I'm waiting for a shooting star to pass by so I can make a wish." Lucy instantly perked up at that.

"A shooting star? Can I join?" Lucy asked in excitement. She didn't care about the watching the stars thing as a whole. She would much rather look for a shooting star and make a wish. Rosemary knew this and chuckled softly before patting the ground next to her.

Lucy rushed over to the girl and sat down beside her as they looked up at the sky. They sat there in silence before Lucy leaned against the girl and nuzzled into her side as she let out a yawn. "Can you sing to me while we wait?" Lucy asked, a small and innocent smile on her face.

Rosemary couldn't resist the smile the girl was giving her and Lucy knew that. Rosemary chuckled and playfully rolled her eyes. "I guess," she muttered. The girl then sat there for a moment before trying to think of what to sing.

At that moment, a shooting star flew across the sky and Lucy let out a gasp. She quickly squeezed her eyes shut and began to wish while Rosemary watched her with a small smile, now knowing exactly what to sing.

"When you wish upon a star
Makes no difference who you are
Anything your heart desires will come to you."

Lucy was whispering under her breath as she made her wish and Rosemary's smile grew slightly as she put a hand on top of the girl's head and stroked her hair for a moment.

"If your heart is in your dream
No request is too extreme
When you wish upon a star
As dreamers do."

Lucy opened her eyes and smiled as she looked to Rosemary, already entranced in the words she was singing.

"Fate is kind
She brings to those who love
The sweet fulfillment of their secret longing."

"Like a bolt out of the blue
Fate steps in and sees you through
When you wish upon a star
Your dreams come true."

Lucy's eyes flickered over Rosemary's face before landing on something behind her. Lucy grinned sheepishly and Rosemary turned to see what she was looking at only to find that the whole camp had walked over to listen.

The brunette's face reddened and she instantly fell quiet as everyone stared at her with wide eyes. Her gaze fell upon Edmund who was standing the closest to them and he gave her a reassuring smile before whispering, "Keep going." Rosemary was frozen for a moment before she took a deep breath and continued singing.

"When you wish upon a star
Makes no difference who you are
Anything your heart desires will come to you."

Everyone was watching the girl in silence, all of them caught in a sort of trance as they listened to her sing. Her voice was soothing to them and she practically sang like an angel.

"If your heart is in your dream
No request is too extreme
When you wish upon a star
As dreamers do."

Peter and Susan glanced at each other, both of them remembering something Santa had said about Rosemary's voice being a powerful weapon. This was obviously part of it. Although, they didn't quite understand how that was going to help them in the battle.

It then seemed to click for Peter once he noticed everyone intently listening to the girl. She was able to hold everyone's attention, to be the strong voice that they all would listen to. That's what Santa had meant.

"Fate is kind
She brings to those who love
The sweet fulfillment of their secret longing."

Edmund smiled at the girl who had her eyes locked with his own. She sang just as beautifully as she had that first day he heard her and he felt his heart beat faster just from seeing her sing while looking at him.

"Like a bolt out of the blue
Fate steps in and sees you through
When you wish upon a star
Your dreams come true."

The girl fell quiet as the song came to an end. Everyone stood there in silence before they all began to clap and cheer. Rosemary blushed slightly before jokingly standing up and bowing. Once the cheering died down, the creatures all went their separate ways to get ready for bed while the Pevensie siblings stayed behind.

Peter, Susan, and Edmund walked up to the girl while Lucy got to her feet with a grin on her face. "Rosemary, that was amazing," Susan gushed as she hugged her friend. "Eh. . .it was a little pitchy," Peter said and Rosemary frowned before punching her friend in the shoulder. Peter rubbed his arm and let out a laugh. "I was only joking, Rosemary. You were wonderful."

Rosemary blushed. "Thanks," she told them. "How come you never told us?" Susan asked. "Yeah, we didn't know you could sing," Peter said. Edmund smiled smugly from beside his older siblings. "I knew," he said proudly.

"Me too!" Lucy exclaimed making Edmund's smile deflate a little as he realized he wasn't the only one that knew something about the girl that the others didn't.

"It's no big deal," Rosemary assured them. "Really." Each of the Pevensies opened their mouths to object, but Rosemary beat them to it. "We should really be getting to sleep. We've got a busy day tomorrow."

And before any of them could question and embarrass her further, Rosemary had turned on her heels and was walking towards her tent. "Night!" She exclaimed while the siblings all chuckled behind her.

- - -

Going to sleep was a lot harder than Rosemary thought it was going to be. She tossed and turned for what felt like an eternity, but what had actually probably been only an hour. Lucy and Susan were fast asleep and Rosemary glanced at the two before sighing and pulling herself up out of bed.

She put her shoes on and trudged her way out of the tent. Everyone was asleep except for the few stragglers still cleaning stuff up from their festivities. Her eyes flickered over the place trying to find somewhere she could go and sit when she caught sight of Edmund sitting on a rock a little ways away.

He was staring off at Cair Paravel as the warm breeze blew through his dark locks and Rosemary swore her heart stopped for a second. She had to compose herself before making her way over to where the boy sat.

Rosemary started to sit down next to him and he looked up before smiling at the sight of her. He scooted over and she sat down beside him before glancing over at him. "Couldn't sleep?" Edmund asked. Rosemary shook her head. "Too jittery I guess. What about you?" Rosemary asked.

"Couldn't sleep either," Edmund responded as he looked off at the ocean again. Rosemary's eyes flickered over his face. "Everything alright?" She asked. Edmund was silent for a moment before he sighed and looked to his hands. "Just thinking," he whispered. "Penny for your thoughts?" Rosemary joked.

Edmund smiled slightly at that and glanced at the girl. He looked at her for a moment before whispering, "I. . .you know, I'm sorry, right?" Rosemary blinked in surprise. "What?" She asked. "For leaving you," Edmund clarified. "For betraying you."

Rosemary shook her head. "Don't say that. Sure, you might've left, but you didn't betray. You were brought into a land you barely knew and you trusted the first person you met because they were what was familiar. I don't blame you. I would probably do the same thing if I were in your position," she told him.

"But I did betray you. I told her about the beavers. . .about the stone table. . .I got Mr. Tumnnus turned into a statue. I. . . .I-" Edmund's eyes had started fill with tears and his lip trembled slightly as he looked to his hands. "It's all my fault."

Rosemary frowned and didn't even hesitate before reaching out to take his hand. "It's okay," she assured him. "It's not okay," Edmund argued as he pulled his hand away.

Rosemary wasn't having it and quickly grabbed his hand again which the boy didn't object. "Edmund, look at me," she insisted. The boy didn't do anything for a moment before his eyes flickered over to meet her own. She gave him a small smile.

"What happened happened, okay? Everything with the Witch, everything that you think was your fault, it's all in the past. The only thing that matters is what you do now," Rosemary told him.

Edmund blinked and looked a her before looking down at her hands. He still felt guilt for all of his actions, but he knew Rosemary was right. He needed to leave the past in the past and worry about the now. He stared at their hands before intertwining their fingers together. He looked up at the girl before giving a small nod.

Rosemary smiled at that and a comfortable silence fell among the two. It wasn't until a minute later that Edmund looked back at the girl. "So you're a Narnian?" He questioned. Rosemary chuckled before saying, "Half Narnian. My mother was a dryad from here, but my father was still from England. Or that's what I've been told."

"I'm sorry about what the Witch did to them," Edmund told her as he gave her a sympathetic smile. "You're doing it again," Rosemary muttered making the boy look at her confused. "Apologizing for things you can't control." Edmund went to point out that he could've controlled the whole Witch situation with himself, but Rosemary was already standing up.

"I'll be right back. There's something I want to show you," she told him before she was walking away. Edmund stared after her wondering what she needed to show her before he looked back out at the ocean.

Rosemary returned a few minutes later with something in her hands. She sat back down beside the boy and held the thing out to him. Edmund looked down and he couldn't stop the small smile on his face at the sight of the coat, his coat.

"I kept it for when you came back," Rosemary explained making the boy blush. She kept it for him? Because she knew he was coming back? "Thanks," the flustered boy muttered as he stared at the coat with a smile on his face.

It was just a coat, but to Edmund, it was everything because Rosemary had kept it for him.

Without warning, Rosemary leaned forward and pressed a small kiss to Edmund's cheek making him still as his face grew even redder. "I'm heading off to bed," Rosemary told the boy as she stood up. "Er. . .okay," Edmund whispered out.

Rosemary looked back at the boy and chuckled softly before saying, "Goodnight, Edmund." She then turned and began to walk away while Edmund watched her. A small smile made its way on his face before he whispered, "Goodnight, Rosemary."